Friday, April 17, 2015

I'll Take a Mud Pie, Please

Spring is mud season. I was reminded of this a week ago when my son posted a photo of my sweet little grandchildren playing in their driveway. (Yes, he is brave and they have a basement entrance to their house.)

One of my favorite childhood memories involves a backyard mud hole and two small children who spent hours mixing, stirring, and cooking up mud pies. We were both five years old. I baked plenty of sand cakes and cookies in later years, but I have no recollection of who my fellow bakers may have been, aside from my sisters. It's been over 45 years since Al and I set up our backyard "bakery" and still, in those rare moments when we meet up, the old mud pie factory becomes a topic of conversation. He even introduced me to his wife as the one who used to make mud pies with him. Fond memories live long. There's a story here.

This morning a distant cousin posted some old family photos. I have no idea who the little guy in the photo is, but I think perhaps mud is the original toy. God knows children and what they love. Good thing for the old farm pump. This small child probably never had to set foot in the house before getting  bath and somebody long ago had the presence of mind to capture the moment on film, probably Kodak film.

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  1. Hey Martha. You've been on my mind today as I was downtown Monrovia where we enjoyed the Farmers Market when you were here. I went to the movies by myself as I'm trying to take some "Wanda" time away from the daily chores. Saw Woman of Gold (True Story) and it was excellent.

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    1. Oh the farm market sounds wonderful! And maybe a stop in Rudy's too. That was so yummy!

      I don't know if I've ever gone to the movies by myself.

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  2. P.S..... I loved playing in mud as a kid. Great sport.

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    1. Where would we be without mud?
      Just think! Even God thought making "mud pies" was fun.
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  3. I don't remember mud pies but I do remember making pretend ice cream and using gravel for the rock salt! ha.

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    1. I can't imagine not being able to play outside as a child with no adults looking over my shoulder. Isn't a child's imagination a wonderful thing?
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  4. Every kid must play in the mud at least once in their life.

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    1. Remember the time we had a mud fight down by the stop sign? Only did that once.
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